PART XVII


Young Allie: What's going on?
Anne: We're going home.
Young Allie: We're leaving now?
Anne: Mm-hmm.
Young Allie: No, we're not supposed to be leaving for another week.
Anne: Get dressed, come downstairs and have some breakfast. Willa will pack your things.
Willa: Why, I'd be happy to pack your things, Miss Allie.
Young Allie: No, I don't want you to pack my things, I don't want you to touch my stuff I'm not going!
Anne: Yes, you are. 




PART XVIII


Young Noah: When I see something I like, I gotta... I love it. 




PART XIX


Young Noah: I'm not usually like this, I'm sorry.
Young Allie: Oh yes you are.
Young Noah: I could be fun, if you want. I could be pensive, uhh... smart, supersticious, brave? And I, uhh, I can be light on my feet. I could be whatever you want. You just tell me what you want, and I'm gonna be that for you.
Young Allie: ...You're dumb.
Young Noah: I could be that.
Young Noah: Come on, one date, what's it gonna hurt?
Young Allie: Mmm, I don't think so.
Young Noah: Well what can I do to change your mind?